my thoughts at fifteen

15 is a strange age. You’re young and free of responsibilities, yet simultaneously living in constant reminder of your future’s uncertainty. Which I suppose is reasonable because if not now, when? Despite its logic, I feel lost, different, scared and weird. Not in the sense that I’m uncomfortable in my own skin, I think i’ve mostly grown into the person I want to be, but more in the sense that things are changing. And i don’t know what to do about it. I know I’m not special, most feel this way and i’m lucky to be surrounded by such loving people, it just gets overwhelming.

This submissions will also be found in our upcoming print project “TEEN KINGDOM”